I laid down on the bed feeling my eyes swell.
"Corbyn," I croaked out looking at my husband. "Can you hold me?"
He smiled and grabbed my waist pulling me closer. He was so - so innocent. He didn't know what was going to happen.
I let out a shaky breath before speaking once again. "I need you to promise me that you'll hold my hand whenever I'm scared."
He chuckled softly not understanding what I meant. "Baby I will always be here when you're scared." He said and kissed my forehead.
My hand snaked up into his, holding it as tight as possible. "What are you scared of, love?"
I sighed and felt a tear slip from my tear ducks. "I'm scared that if I close my eyes you'll be gone. I'm scared that if I let go of your hand you'll disappear."
He smiled and pushed my hair from my face whipping my tear slowly. "Baby you will never have to fear of me disappearing, I'm always here."
I chuckled holding back the tears in my eyes. "No. You won't."
"Baby." He demanded and grabbed my face harshly. "I am not going anywhere! You hear me?!"
I let more tears slip out as I felt the ting of pain in my chest once again.
"But Corbyn that's the thing..you may not leave, but I will." His facial expression changed from worried, to hurt.
"What do you mean, Y/n?" His grip loosened, but I grabbed on tighter.
"There's something I've never told you." He looked at my face in disbelief.
"What is it?" I breathed in my last breath.
"I have a disease. I'm going to die. I love you, Corbyn Matthew Besson." His eyes got huge and he grabbed my hand once again letting the pressure run through my nerves.
"No, no, no!! You're not leaving me." His breath turned slow and shaky as he tried to believe what I said. "I don't believe you." I smiled.
I kissed his lips once more and let out my last breath before I closed my eyes and felt my body shut down. The grip on my hand loosened and I felt nothing. Nothing.
*Corbyn's Point of View*
The grip on my hand got looser and looser as her eyes were sewn shut. I felt my breath hitch in my throat as tears emerged.
"Y/n?" I whimper out and let go of her hand and straddling her waist.
I grabbed her shoulders shaking her lighting, but nothing. Nothing at all.
"Y/n!" I cried out as a tear slipped down my face.
My body trampled to the floor and I grabbed my phone calling 911.
"Please help my wife! She - She..." I let out billions of cries not being able to hold back anymore.
"She's gone." I dropped my phone and curled in a ball on the floor as I felt my whole world die out. I remembered what she said and shot up laying on the bed again.
"Baby." I whispered and stared at her blank face. "Hey baby." I smiled as the tears wet my pillow.
My eyes trailed down her body seeing her hand laying swiftly on the bed. "I'm here." I croaked and grabbed her hand tightly.
I kissed the back of her hand smiling. "I love you."
I grabbed her waist remembering I would do that all the time. She would always smile and laugh turning to kiss me.
I closed my eyes remembering the, now, distant memory. I closed my eyes hearing sirens in the back becoming louder, but I couldn't get up. I couldn't break my promise.
